Choke-Kayo

Alright this’ll be the one This s**t ain’t no Choooops Check Da man for me you know I hope they I hope they I hope they I hope they choke This s**t ain’t no joke Man a breath of fresh air and I hope that they choke This s**t ain’t no This s**t ain’t no This s**t ain’t no joke, ain’t no joke, you could trust and believe it Turn atheists into believers They see God when they see me And they say seeing is believing I know In search of bad B*****s in beemers F**k you in the back of your car Out of this world with the bars, I’m on Mars with all my Venus and Serenas I go In on all you niggas, none realer, young killer from the era of the Back pack Go hard, Yogi like a young Bogart, steady rolling we the Rat pack I don’t hash things out on hashtags Don’t f**k with you internet wanksters Just black masks and black jags on your black ass As I zoom by, I’m the black flash Like boom bye bye inna den batty boy head I heard that them niggas were talking and trust me I heard what they said I hope mami and papa don’t act surprised when they be turning up dead No joke I hope they I hope They I hope they Choke